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Ray was waiting to paint the board that goes in between the Haier dishwasher and the cupboard that will be built in next to it, but that never happened. Jay was so busy trying to get the plumbing and other measurements right, that he never did cut it. He just can't think like he used to.
So Ray spent his time working on the drawer that will go under it, and cleaning AC filters, air cleaners, and ceiling fans. There were a lot of other things waiting to be fixed in the work shop, so he tackled some of them, too. Always something to do around here.
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The foster cats were locked up in their cages, while I started to groomed Muffie. But I was going backwards and forwards so much to help Jay, that I didn't get her completely done until later in the afternoon. Her "Dad" didn't mind, as he had gone to the American Legion for the day. I had let the cats out at lunch time, so by the time Muffie and I got back in there, they sat in the grooming room watching me. "Prime" didn't even seem upset by Muffie this time. I think, given time, they would be friends.
Stopped at Conn's to look at their computers, but didn't see anything that I wanted today.
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